In one blink of the eye, you turned around. In another blink, you kissed one cheek, then one blink and another cheek. You let go. Two blinks and you turned and said you should hug me as well. Two blinks, you hold on. One blink, you let go. One blink, safe trip. One blink…and that was all.

A few more glances after the x-ray machine. The body lotion. You making the telephone sign.

Heading for arrivals. You called. Was unable to speak much. We forgot about the lotion. But at least, I heard your voice again.

You texted me while I was waiting for my train. You were taking off and sending me hugs.